Lahmer tried to get out and about as much as she could during her pregnancy, partly to flaunt, but also because she could not be left alone with her anxieties about her pregnancy. The interaction with her mother caused her a lot of tension, one that Balerion probably would not know about for a while – she was trying to find the best way to word it, and nicely get her own thoughts under wraps. So unlike to her aunt Drevis, Lahmer was sitting outside of her and Balerion’s den, enjoying the newly fall crisp air in Tarben, and even though Tarben was constantly an ice land, she thought others could differentiate this too. Soon enough, she was brought out of her thoughts with a sharp pain from her lower end. She winced, breathing in air between her teeth and she shifted her weight. Then another pain. Her eyes widened. ”Balerion!!!” She called out, her voice audibly panicked as she struggled to stand up from the pain and make it into the den. She did manage after a bit. Hopefully Balerion was there to aid her through the labor.

Fade out, fade in

Three pups nursed from Lahmer’s stomach, one a starling like herself, one a dracarae like Bal, and one a unique combination of their two mutations – a starry dracarae wolf. A tired smile crossed her face as she let her head fall back to the floor of the den. ”I’m…so…tired…” She spoke in between breaths. The labor was intensive for her, but she made it through. Her crimson eyes looked to Balerion, her breathing still ragged. ”Names…what…” Hopefully the dracarae boy would catch onto what she was saying. Her eyes blinked slowly, still exhausted.

Actions & Words.